Luyện nghe bài hát C-Walkin Cha Cha Cha

In a matter of time, out my pistols and bombs
Me and Diggy wiggy wet out of our minds
In a couple of days, switch it up a of ways
In a matter of time, findin' out so this could be mine

I'ma crack the bolt, all the money and coke
I'm for broke pistols, poppin' off from the doe
I'm launchin' 'em all, missiles in the of the war
Storm, now everybody on the floor
In five seconds, to leave, five reasons why
High on sky, 'bout to blast inside

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie

I think, I'm at the alabara
cha cha cha
To the bang boogie daha

Nigga, we on some bomb, bomb, rollin' wit my lights off
Not a fuck nigga, Daz and Kurupt nigga
Pistols in my right palm, just in case the war's on,
Over through the war with calicos and the chrome

What you forgot about the chucks, the khaks, the
The glocks, the dope spots, the curb, the
Swangin', gang-bangin, O G's, fo's, six fo's
Bitches and hoes, methodone, up, scramble

Ridin' by wit the heaters bout to heat the sky
I'm about to drop the bomb, nigga load the
The motherfuckin' G's back up in this

I think, I'm at the alabara
cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang bang boogie

I think, I'm good at the
cha cha cha
To the bang boogie haha